"I suppose we'll have to do something about that," muses the former Decepticon absently as she waits for the little being to get settled. Then she turns to the door and walks down the hallway, her soles tapping softly as she communicates with various assistants and associates in either Cybertronian or in the local human dialect. All this is business as usual (and perhaps another lesson as to why learning more languages might be advantageous, knowing her), but then she turns through a new doorway.

And Arrash will find herself under a slightly purple sky on a quiet street near the center of Starscream's complex. It's the first time the yeerk's been permitted outside the building she'd been housed in.